Date: Thu, 22 Feb 2001 01:19:57 -0000 From: Pistol Pete Subject: Genie in a Bottle The following story is total fiction. Any relationship to persons living or dead is purely accidental and unintended. This story depicts sexual acts between people of the same sex (male), some of whom are under age. If you find this concept distasteful, or if it is illegal where you live, or if you are underage, please stop reading now. This story is dedicated to two friends, who shall remain nameless. They will live on in the struggle for caring for boys and loving them, despite the injustice of a culture which chooses too often to let boys be thrown away. The story is also dedicated to two young men I love with every ounce of my being. They are brave, loving, smart, and and always in my heart. If you have comments, I go by the name of beanboy at www.docraven.com, and am a frequent visitor. Otherwise, you may reach me at beanboycard@mailandnews.com. Enjoy. Genie in a Bottle Chapter One I stood outside the room for a moment, tears streaming from my eyes, I was 12 years old, and my life was in that room. My very existence was trying so hard to beat with his heart and breath through his lungs, and it was my fault. All my fault. He wouldn't be here if it wasn't for me. He was broken. Like a rag doll. God help me, I will never pull another trick on Jason again as long as I live! Please God, don't let him die! Jason's Dad came up to me and put his arm around me. His hugs were familiar over the last six months. I'd become part of the family, and my Dad was always on missions. We both stood there and watched my boyfriend and his son as he struggled for breath. A broken pelvis, a broken leg, and a badly hurt kidney. I cried! It was my fault. But I couldn't tell his dad. Still, his Dad knew how close we were, and he held me as we sat beside the bed. I was tired. Since we too Rollie to the emergency room eight hours ago I'd not batted an eye. I was tired, and I laid back into Roger Kallen's arms. It was as if I was in Rollie's, a little, but I was so tired. I started to think of the eight short months we'd known each other. Ours was a wonderful closeness. I walked along the beach alone, and a little afraid. We'd just moved here two weeks before, my mom, dad and little rugrat brother. Six years old! And he was a total pest. The whole time I'd been forced to watch him while Mom and Dad unpacked and straightened the house. Now I'd finally been able to walk across A1A to the beach and check it out. Alone, without my three foot shadow. I'm Roland, but I've always been called Rollie. I turned 11 in November, but now I'm in a different school. I was in fifth grade and already in the third school. My Dad is in the Air Force, you see, and we get moved around a lot. This time is supposed to be for a long time, cause he is going to fly the Space Shuttle now. So we moved to Cocoa Beach, Florida. I guess that it's better than living in the high desert at Edwards, or in the cold mountains in Plattsburg, New York. I haven't made any friends yet. Coming to a new school in April sucks. And it looks like if I don't make friends soon I'll have to play with my brother when summer comes. I mean, it's not like there are kids in my neighborhood - it's like all big cars driven by shrunken old men who can barely see over the steering wheel. Why is it they all wear hats? Dad said we have to be extra careful cause the guys probably can't see ten feet in front of themselves. Florida, land of the walking dead - that should be on the license plates. I guess I'm in an all-around bad mood. No friends yet, and having to watch my brother, and my Dad is never home! Mom's ok. Shoot, she was even cool when she walked in the room the other day and I was playing with my dick! I mean, it was hard and I was sliding the foreskin back to look at the head, and she walked right in. She just said sorry and left real quick, but later she apologized again and said that I shouldn't be embarrassed and all. Still, I think I'll only do that at night with the lights out, or maybe in the bathroom with a padlock on the door. Sheesh! So, here I was, wearing a long bright red bathing suit, wading on the shore of the Atlantic Ocean and looking down at the sea shells. Holding my T-Shirt and sandals in my hand and as white as could be. Everyone had a better tan than me. I guess I was feeling sorry for myself. The only fun I'd had the last few days was playing with my dick, but I still was a little puzzled. What were all the guys talking about? I mean, it felt good, but they talked like it was better than Chunky Monkey ice cream! I'd been walking for a while, and I hadn't even found a good shell. But I did find an old blue bottle. It was square, and the top was round with a long neck and it had a real smooth rounded lip on it - like the ocean polished it or something. It reminded me a little of the edges of the head of my dick when I peeled back the skin. I remembered the night before. My little brother had thrown a tantrum until we had to watch Aladdin for the fiftieth time. OK, some of it was cool, but they had to have that thing between Aladdin and the girl. It's a kid's movie for shit's sake! Why do they have to include all that mushy stuff? I liked the monkey and the genie best. Well, if this bottle was a lamp, I know what I'd hope for. I'd hope for a friend. All the kids I ever knew had sleepovers and best friends and everything, but I never had a best friend and I wanted one badly. I wanted to wrestle with him, and I wanted him to show me all the cool stuff to do here in Cocoa Beach. I mean, I'd seen the strip of businesses on A1A, and all the neon lights and cheesy bars and motels. And my Dad took me into Ron Jons for a couple of minutes. That was wild! But I wanted someone to play Playstation with, and whisper in each other's ears. I stood there a few minutes, then closed my eyes and wished. I know it was dumb. I did it anyway. I wanted a best friend who loved me for me. Then I turned back to walk down the beach again and all of a sudden I had to pee. I looked up. It was pretty crowded. There were lots of families around. I'd gotten all the way back to Lori Wilson Park, which was across A1A from our subdivision. Lots of kids were in the water - there were even surfers, and a few kids were playing on boogie boards, though the surf didn't look quite right for it. I hadn't even gotten more than my feet wet and I needed to pee like a race horse! It was a long decision to make. I could trudge all the way through the sand and go to the parking lot where the restrooms were (I passed them on the way in), or I could put down my shirt and sandals and wade in above my waist and pee in the ocean. I didn't have a towel with me though. So I headed up the sand, walked up the wooden stairs and along the wooden sidewalk and through the dunes to the parking lot. Most everyone else must have been peeing in the ocean. The only one at the rest rooms was a boy about my size, maybe a couple inches taller. He was wearing a blue speedo and he had brown hair, but it was light and almost blond from the sun. His stomach was flat, and I noticed the bulge in his speedo, and my dick started to get hard. I never saw another boy's dick before. I mean, my brother's doesn't count. I was curious about what he looked like down there. I'm sure I blushed as I walked by him. He looked at me, too. I went in and stepped up to the urinal on the right and worked on untying the knot in my shorts when he walked up beside me and pulled down the front of his speedos. My eyes instantly went to his penis. It was mostly hard, and wet, and it stuck out with very little foreskin covering the end. "You like what you see?" The boy talked to me! I looked away fast, blushed harder, and finished untying my suit. Automatically I pulled it down, and I breathed a sigh of relief. I guess I was scared enough that my penis wasn't hard anymore. I let go with a powerful stream, then looked up at the boy's face next to me. "I wasn't looking!" He smiled, looked down at me, and said, "Well, I am, and I think yours is cute. Man, you got more foreskin than I've ever seen before!" I finished and shook it off and was going to tuck my penis back in my pants when he reached over and put his hand on my dick. It was like an electric shock went through me. "It feels good, too. What's under that foreskin? Oh, my name is Jason. Shake?" Then he jiggled my dick up and down and giggled. It didn't jiggle much though. It had grown all by itself in his hand. He had a pretty voice, like he was almost singing. I looked up at him. "Um, I'm Rollie. It's short for Roland. And, um..." I was afraid a little that someone would come in, but it felt so much better to have someone else play with my dick that I just stood there and let him. I looked down and just watched it grow while he played with my little balls and then pulled back my foreskin." "Yeah, you got a good one!" Then he took his hand away and pulled his speedo up. His hard dick was outlined by the nylon, but it was only four and a half inches long or so. It was longer than mine, and a little thicker too. Still, I'd be totally embarrassed to go back outside with a stiff one like that showing through the skimpy suit. "Come on, let's go play in the water." I put my dick back in my shorts and nodded. I then picked up my T-Shirt and sandals from the counter and followed him like a dazed puppy back out and down the wooden sidewalk to the beach. "Hey, but I didn't bring a towel!" "Don't worry, Rollie, you can use mine. And tell you what, I'll even play with that thing of yours more later." He winked at me over his shoulder. We were almost to the high tide line when he pointed to a towel that had a pair of shorts on it, some sunglasses and a backpack of stuff. I threw down my Taz T-Shirt and Jason was already to the surf! I ran after him. We had a great time. Well, at least we did after I got used to the water. It wasn't really cold or anything, but cold enough to shrink my boner. I kinda regretted that, but then we had a ton of fun! We rode the waves for a while. We'd stand in water about waist deep, and when a wave came we'd launch ourselves forward with it and bodysurf as far as we could. Then we'd pick ourselves up and try it again. Jason was looking at me the whole time. I guess I was looking at him, too. I envied his tan, and he was so comfortable. I mean, he was almost naked in the speedo, and it didn't bother him. I got this incredible urge to see his dick again. As I thought about it, I started to get hard again. Then Jason came up to me and we just stood there in the deeper water. "Rollie? Did you like it when I felt your dick?" I shrugged, then replied. "Well, it felt a whole lot better than when I do it. Guess what?" "What?" He came even closer to me, and the waves almost knocked us down, so we both giggled for a minute. "I was playing with it the other day. You see, we just moved here two weeks ago, and Mom is all over the house putting things away, and she walked in and saw me. I almost died!" Jason laughed a little. "That's nothing. Well, in my family we all go around naked all the time. Even my Mom. And my little brother gets wood all the time. But he doesn't play with I, at least not much. He's eleven. We're on the top of that condo over there. We have a big apartment. And I have my own bedroom and a computer. It looks out over the ocean and it's just great going to sleep listening to the waves. You gotta come over some time. "You have a computer? Do you have an internet connection? I do, but my Mom has Net Nanny! I can't go anywhere but like Disney or something!" It was so cool! I had a friend. I got a huge grin on my face. "Yeah, I got the internet, and I can show you places where the pictures and stories will get this thing really hard!" At that Jason reached down and squeezed me in the crotch! Immediately I started to get hard. Heck, I was already half way there. I guess just being near Jason did it. "Um, Jason? Can I touch yours? I mean, it feels great you know!" He just looked at me! Then he got really close, and he whispered softly in my ear. "Rollie, I've been waiting for you to grab it. But let me warn you, it's bigger than yours. Go ahead!" The whole time he had started pulling on my dick, pulling the skin back and forth. It was wild. All of a sudden the ocean felt very warm. I reached his suit and he took his hands off me to pull it down enough, and I felt along his dick. It was rock hard, and it felt a little bigger than mine, and it was soft. The skin was just barely covering the head, and I pulled it back and squeezed on his head lightly and he jumped a little. I looked him in the eyes, and he was looking right at me. Just then a guy on a surf board crashed by us, maybe seven feet away! I took my hand away and jumped, and my bare butt showed out of the water. I quickly pulled up my suit and so did Jason. "Hey, that was neat, Jason! I loved the way you jumped!" Jason smiled, then he grabbed me and hugged me. It felt warm, even on a 75 degree day. And he whispered to me. "Rollie, I think we're going to be good friends. I've only been here for six months, and I don't have a best friend yet. Will you be mine?" I just dropped my mouth open and stared for a second. "Jason, I just wished for a best friend on the beach. Promise not to laugh?" Jason nodded. "Well, I found a funny looking bottle and I pretended it was a Genie's lamp. See, I I haven't met any friends yet. My Dad works on the Shuttle. We move a lot. I never had a best friend ever. So I wished for one. I mean, like I asked the pretend genie for one. Like seconds before we met even!" I was a little afraid to say it all, but it just gushed out. I found myself near tears at the end, like I was feeling real sorry for myself or something. Jason put his hand to my face. "Rollie, my family moves a lot too. And my Dad works with the Shuttle program too. We lived in Houston for two years until we moved here in November. I guess I know what it's like to be lonely, too." He squeezed me in a big hug and then let me go. I went all gooey inside for a moment. It felt strange and nice. "Come on, Rollie, I'm hungry. Let's walk up to Ron Jons for some ice cream." He started to wade ashore. "Cool! I was there with my Dad, but didn't get to look at almost anything! Can we go in and check out the surf boards?" Jason turned around. "Rollie, how old are you?" "Eleven and a half. I turn 12 on November 3rd." It seemed like a sudden question to me. "Wow! I'm 13 and turn 14 on November 13th! So we're almost two years apart. I'm little for my age, though, because I have a little problems with my glands. The Doctor says I'll be about two years behind in growing." "Why'd you ask me how old I am Jase?" "Well, you asked permission or something - well, it almost sounded that way, and if we're going to be friends, then we don't ask permission, except maybe for one thing, OK?" My jaw dropped a little. "OK, it's a deal! What's the one thing?" "Well," he grinned really big at me and his smile had dimples in the corners. I couldn't help but smile back. We were on the sand now, and walking towards the towel, and then he grabbed me by the shoulders and he faced me and he whispered in my ear. "I figure we only have ask permission if I want to hold your dick and play with it, or if you want to do it to me!" Then he let go of me, smirked, and turned towards his towel. I was a little shaken, but I followed. After all, I only started playing with my own dick in the last two weeks! And here was a guy who I liked a whole lot who was talking about wanting to play with it. And he even wanted me to play with his, I think! I was confused, but as I walked behind Jason I realized I was smiling really big. We picked up our stuff and we walked down the beach. It was about a mile to Ron Jons, so we had lots of time to talk. "Rollie, what grade are you in?" "I'm in fifth, Jason, and the kids are real nerds! We learned so much more when I lived near Edwards! I mean, they were way ahead. I'm about to fall asleep during class! What is this place, Alabama or something? They were almost this dumb when we lived in Huntsville!" "Rollie, the same thing happened to me. We moved from New Mexico last time. The whole town was filled with kids of Ph.D.s. I mean, all the kids were smart and the school was way ahead of anything. Then I get plunked down here where the guys can barely spell their own names. I bet it's the same thing you're going through." "Yeah, the whole school seems to be filled with farm boys. But I don't see a farm nearby. I guess maybe they're all stupid!" "Well, Rollie, I don't think they're really stupid. After all, their Moms and Dads decided to live here near this wonderful ocean! I mean, that takes some smarts, doesn't it? I never thought I'd ever see something so great as the ocean. I mean, New Mexico is all dry land and jackrabbits! Total waste of space!" We walked on more. The sand was wet, and I was starting to feel it in my legs. I guess this was a different kind of walking than I was used to. Jason seemed to be used to it though. The worst part was that my knee-length suit was starting to rub on my thighs and cause blisters. I think the sand in the crotch wasn't a good thing. "Jason, can we go slower? My bathing suit is rubbing and it hurts. I can't wait until it's dry." "Oh, sorry Rollie. I just walk really fast a lot. Let's sit down and wait until it's dry. Let's go up by that dune there and check it out. We're most of the way there. Maybe we can just sit until it's dry." We walked up towards a big condo building. It was all condos or hotels the whole way up the beach. I guess people liked to live on the beach. We sat down on Jason's towel, and faced towards the ocean. There weren't all that many people around. "So, Rollie, where is it hurting you?" "Gosh, Jason, it's like rubbing between my legs and at the top. It hurts pretty bad. I'm not sure if I can even get back it hurts so bad." "Well, Rollie, you notice my bag here? I have some Neosporin and some Aloe in it - my Mom makes me bring it to the beach in case of a jellyfish sting or sunburn. I bet the Neosporin will help. Show me where!" "Jason! We're right out here on the beach! Someone will see! I mean, the dune here won't hide us at all!" "Look, Rollie! You need some help here and I can help! The nearest people are really pretty far away, and they're not paying attention to a couple kids like us. They're paying attention to their own kids, who are paying attention to their dumb sand castles. Untie your suit and we'll do this and nobody will notice at all!" He rumbled around in his bag and brought out a tube of Neosporin and a tube of Aloe gel. "Come on, Rollie!" I untied my suit and pulled the waistband as big as I could get it. I looked in there and my dick was a little shrivelled thing. It looked like a tan little prune. I didn't want him to see it like that, but I guess I didn't have a choice. I blushed a lot - I knew because my face was really hot. Jason put his arm around my shoulder. "Rollie, don't be embarrassed. I liked your dick a lot when it was big, and I just peeked, and I know it's as small as can be. Now I'm going to put the towel over your waist, and I want you to slip your bathing suit off a little. I got to see what I'm doing, right?" I was almost crying. It was almost as embarrassing as when I got poison ivy two years before and my Mom had to come in and put calamine on my balls. But I wasn't getting boners all the time then, and I didn't have a brand new best friend who was going to see my dick like it was the size of a two year old's! I slipped them down anyway, and Jason held the towel over me. I couldn't figure out how he was going to do this, then he spoke up. "Rollie, watch the people and see if they look our way. I bet they don't. I'm going to take the tubes of stuff here and duck my head under the towel and check it out. Then I'll put some Neosporin on, and some Aloe too! It should help heal the scratched up part, and the aloe will make it feel even better. And it's slippery too, so it'll make it so it doesn't get scratched any more. Are you ready?" By now I had tears running down my face. I nodded. "Hey, Rollie! I'll make sure you feel better." Jason looked me in the eyes, but I was blushing really hard and I was scared. "Listen, we're going to be best friends. Someday I'm going to be hurt and you'll have to scrape the pebbles out of my knee or something, and I'm going to cry just like you are now. You know what you gotta promise me?" I just shook my head, the tears coming even faster. "You gotta promise to wipe my tears away like this." Then Jason leaned in and kissed me on the cheek and sucked up the tears on my right cheek. My jaw dropped, but he didn't stop there. Then he did my left cheek too! It tickled, and before I knew it I was giggling. "Stop it or I'll pee my pants, Jase!" "Uh, Rollie, your dick isn't long enough to pee these pants right now! They're at your knees you know!" We both started giggling, and it was all we could do to keep the towel over me. We were hugging each other tight, and I couldn't remember when I felt so good, even with the fire that I felt between my legs. Finally we calmed down, and I shoved Jason a little. "Well, Jason, if you're going to go see how long my dick is, you better get down there!" Then I spread my legs under the towel and shoved him again. "Well, are you going to do it?" I giggled some more and Jason looked up at me and gave me a devilish smile. Then he lifted the towel and stuck his head under it, and started feeling around. I felt his breath on my belly, and then on my dick, and then his fingers started moving around on my thighs. Then he hit a tender spot! "Ouch! Careful Jason, it hurts down there!" Jason jumped when I did, and then the elbow that was propping him up fell, and he dropped his head in my lap - right on my dick! I yelped again, but also giggled! "Jason, if you wanted to lick my dick you have to ask, you know! I mean, those are your rules, right!" I giggled harder. It felt like we were two of the three stooges here, but a little naughty. "Just spread the stuff down there!" I laid back and giggled even more. And I noticed too that my dick was no longer little. It was growing again! Jason looked up at me with the towel over his head and grinned. "Rollie, I'll ask later if I can lick it, OK? Right now I'm just going to spread this cream! But you better watch out soon, cause you might see more cream later!" He winked at me and I gulped! I didn't know what he meant, but I knew it was dirty, and that it made my dick even harder just to think about it. After that things went ok. Jason spread some of the Neosporin on my inner thighs. It was almost cold. Not really that. It soothed things a lot down there! It felt really good. "Jason, am I bleeding down there?" "Nah, Rollie, just scraped a lot. Lots of little red spots, like if you had a rash or something." He kept working. Every time he spoke his breath hit my dick and it became harder. I was stunned! Jason's hands on my thighs felt great, and the breath on my dick felt even better! I thought I was going to die, it felt so good. It was scary! I never felt like that before. "Jason, put on the aloe and let's get going! I mean, my dick is getting hard here, and I'm not sure my suit will get on again!" I giggled some more, and Jason broke down laughing, his cheek just grazing my dick, and it popped up even harder! "Come on, it's getting really weird here! Get a move on, Jason! I think there's a lady over there looking at us!" Well, there wasn't a lady looking at us, but I felt so strange, like my brain was going to float away. He wasn't touching my dick, but now it was practically jumping on my belly in time to my heartbeat. It was almost scary how hard it was. Jason quickly spread some aloe all between my legs, then he grabbed the top of my bathing suit. "Lift up your butt, Rollie!" I lifted my cheeks off the sand he pulled up my suit, but right before he covered my dick up he ducked his head in and gave it a kiss about half way down. I yelped, but before I could do more he had my suit up and tossed me the towel. "What's wrong, Rollie, you look like you saw a ghost or something!" "You kissed it! Why'd you do that?" "Uh, I don't know, Rollie. I guess it just looked ready to be kissed. I mean, I told you earlier it was cute, right?" "But, I mean, boys don't do that! Do they?" "Rollie, I'm older than you. Trust me, boys do lots of things when they're best friends." He leaned in really close to me, almost pinning me in the sand. Jason's eyes were staring at me from just inches away. "And we're going to be best friends, Rollie, I know we are." Then he kissed me on the lips for three or four seconds, but it seemed like forever and almost no time all at once. My dick jumped again in my pants, and I felt Jason's on my hip as he leaned on me. I was confused and scared and I think I was in love. With a boy yet! Then Jason got up and pulled his shirt down so the tail of it covered the bulge in his speedos. He was definitely hard. He held his hand down to help me up, and soon we were standing and ready to go. "So, how's it feel, Rollie?" "Gosh, it almost made me scream! I mean, my dick jumped and like, lightning went up my body, and I thought it was going to burst! It felt great!" I smiled at him, almost light headed and I bet I was blushing. "No, silly, I know that felt good, I mean between your legs! The Neosporin and the aloe, doofus!" I blushed. I guess I couldn't stop thinking about his lips. "Oh! Well, that feels pretty good too. Slippery, you know? I think it's ok. How much farther do we have to go?" "It's about another quarter mile to Ron Jons, then we have to walk back, but we'll do that on A1A, OK? Then I'll show you where I live when we pass it. And I want to show you my secret place, too. By then it'll probably be dinner time." "Cool! A secret place! I like that a lot. I figured the houses and things were so close together and that there were all these huge condos that there was practically no place to go and be away from everyone." We were making good time now, walking with our feet in the water and carrying our things. "There's a few spots, Rollie. I mean, there's my secret place. But we also have a pool at my condo. And there's a sauna that nobody ever uses. I get naked in there and sweat tons and then put on the speedos and run out and jump into the pool. It feels so good - makes your skin tingle all over!" "Wow, I mean, I like the ocean and all - I had a great time playing and body surfing and stuff. But I love a pool. My Dad told me that the city pool is too far for me to walk to." "The city pool is close enough for a bike, but my Mom and Dad don't let me ride on A1A and riding on sidewalks isn't really that fun. You have to dodge all the old people. Some of them even have walkers! And you can't get anywhere around here without going on A1A. Like, my bike is useless here!" "Oh! Well, I can ride all over my neighborhood, Jason. I got a mountain bike, and there's a couple empty lots back towards the Intercoastal. I checked them out once so far. I think lots of kids use them. There's tons of tracks back there, and even old parts, like pedals and stuff, lying around." It was crazy. One minute he'd kissed my dick, then my lips, and we were both really, really hard. The next we were just talking like boys do, about stuff. Just stuff. About this point Jason turned away from the ocean and I followed. The quarter mile to Ron Jons had gone by quickly. We went past a little motel, and then a across a street, and then across the Ron Jons parking lots. There was tons of space to cross before we finally got to Ron Jons. But we'd put on our sandals before we left the beach, so it wasn't hot or anything. "So, Rollie, ice cream first, or you want to explore the store? If we explore first, then we can eat the ice cream on the way back, I guess." "Yeah, let's do that!" Ron Jons is like this huge store devoted to beach supplies and stuff. They have a goofy looking shark as a logo, and they have advertisements for the place on highways as far away as a thousand miles or something. A total tourist trap, I guess, but it was like a candy store to a kid like me. There were two stories, and stuff was all in sections. Beach toys, surf boards, skate boards, sandals, swimming suits, goofy souvenirs! The place had everything. Jason and I wandered around and checked out the beach toys (he already had paddles and balls), then we checked out the funny hats. He looked really funny in the one with the fake dredlocks attached to it. Then we checked out the skate boards. My Dad would never let me get one, but I think he might go for inline skates. I really wanted some. Eventually we were by the swimming suits. There were speedos as far as the eye could see. "Hey, Rollie!" Jason had taken a black speedo with green stripes off the rack and was holding it. "We gotta get you one of these. You'd look really hot in it! Besides, you won't scrape your legs in a speedo. Come on, try it on!" "Here? They let you?" "Sure, we'll just go in the dressing rooms. It's not crowded up here. It'll just be us." He walked towards me practically waving the speedo in my face. "Why do you have to be there, Jason? I can do it myself, you know!" But secretly I wanted him there. I was already getting hard. "Well, Rollie, someone has to judge whether it fits in all the right places, and I've worn speedos for years! I'm going to be the expert for you!" He winked at me, then nudged me until I followed him to the dressing room. We got in and closed the curtain and he just stood there with his arms folded. "Come on, Rollie, it's not like I haven't seen it before. Besides, I'm getting hungry. Uh, for ice cream. Get with it." I was embarrassed all of a sudden. Yeah, he'd seen it in the rest rooms, and he'd felt it in the water, and he even kissed it when he was helping me earlier. But I hadn't ever stripped for anyone before since my Mom used to give me baths. I couldn't hardly remember that at all. I untied my suit though, and slipped it off. My dick was hard and sticking straight out, and the T-Shirt fell on the top of it. It looked like a nose peeking out of a tent or something. "Sorry, Jason, I guess my dick likes speedos or something." Jason crossed the remaining two feet or so, slipped his hand down and grabbed my dick, and then he whispered in my ear. "Don't worry, Rollie, I like it that way!" Then he let it go and backed away again. He was really smiling again, and those dimples were back in his cheeks. I couldn't help but just grin at him when he got those dimples. "Well, I don't always get hard! I mean, it gets hard and seems to stay that way forever, no matter what I do! It can get embarrassing and uncomfortable." I took the speedos from him and started putting them on. "You mean you don't jerk off, Rollie? I mean, that's the way to make it go down." Jason sounded almost like he was concerned that I was a retard or something. But he wasn't making fun of me. It sounded more like he was concerned. I pulled on the speedo, taking great care to tuck in my dick. "I heard about jerking off before, but I don't know anything." As if waving my hard dick in front of me didn't get me embarrassed enough, now I sounded like a loser. I couldn't meet Jason's eyes, and I'm sure I was blushing huge. Jason put his hand under my chin and lifted it up. "Don't worry, Rollie, I didn't really know how until last year. I'll show you how to get off later. And by the way, that suit looks great, even if it doesn't fit quite right in the front." He reached his other hand down ans stroked the length of my dick through the nylon of the speedos. We both giggled, and I changed out of them. We agreed that when I got Jason to meet my parents he'd help work on them to buy me a speedo. We left the changing rooms, then we went outside and got ice cream from the window in the back of Ron Jons. I got banana, and Jason got chocolate, and we walked back along A1A talking about pretty much nothing. Finally I looked up and we were back at the entrance to Wilson Park. I looked up and the street sign said 'I Dream of Jeannie Drive.' "Hey, Jason! Look at the sign! They spelled 'genie' wrong! But that's cool! I wished I had a genie to get me a best friend, and it's on the sign by the park where we met! It's like magic!" "Doofus - 'I Dream of Jeannie' is a really bad TV show from the 60's. I saw it on TV Land. It has this girl in a skimpy outfit. Gross! The man in the show was an astronaut, and they supposedly lived in Cocoa Beach. That's why they have the sign. But it's pretty cool that it's where we met. We ought to go find that bottle so we can save it. Maybe make it a symbol of our friendship. Where did you put it?" We were finished with the ice cream and walking across the parking lot towards the beach. "I put it under the wooden walkway. It's probably still there." "Well, Rollie, I'm going to show you my secret place, right, so maybe we can hide it there! Then it will be our secret place." "OK, let's get it." I started trotting, which is kinda hard to do in sandals, and Jason followed. We got to the walkway, and it took me a couple minutes to find the bottle. Finally I reached under the wooden sidewalk and pulled it out and held it out to Jason. "There it is - isn't it cool?" "Wow, Rollie, that's the darkest blue glass I ever saw!" Then Jason held it up to my face and just stared at me. "What?" It felt weird, but kinda good to be stared at, but we were in front of bunches of people. I was blushing like twice an hour around Jason! "Your eyes change color, Rollie! I mean, they were sorta bluish green before, and when I hold this up they turn lots more blue. I never saw anyone's eyes do that before. They're kinda pretty." "Thanks, but, well, you're embarrassing me in front of everyone, Jason. Llet's go to your secret place and you can stare all you want, OK?" Jason led the way, and I watched his butt while following. I guess I figured out right then what he meant by liking how I looked when I tried on the speedo. His butt poked out under his T-Shirt and I didn't know how to describe it, but once again my dick started getting hard. What was this! I mean, I was getting hard by looking at anything, and now while looking at my new best friend's butt! We walked on the wooden walkways through a forest of scrubby looking trees. The sign said they were environmentally protected, but they just looked like overgrown bushes to me. I mean, they went up ten feet above our heads, and they almost met over the walkway, but still, they were just huge shrubs! I kept following on the walkway, which was elevated maybe three feet above the sand underneath, and we'd twisted through a lot of turns and everything, and then Jason stopped. "Rollie, nobody ever comes back here. I mean, it's supposed to be a park and all, and like protected and everything, but there are only so many bushes a person can look at before falling asleep, you know? I've been back here for hours and nobody came by. Once a couple came by and the guy felt up the girl's tits, but almost nobody else even bothers." "You mean this is the secret place?" I mean, it was on a sidewalk, it wasn't very secret at all. "No, the secret place is just around the corner. See the little sign here?" There was a sign that said no littering, and someone had drawn a dick on the stick figure than was dropping trash into the trash can. It was funny! But the dick was way too big. Jason spoke again. "That's the marker so you know you're close. Follow me." I followed, we turned the corner and Jason ducked under the handrail and slipped through a little opening in the shrubs and I followed. We only had to walk about fifteen feet, and all of a sudden there was a clearing less than ten feet across. You could see straight up to the sky, and you could hear the cars out on A1A, but there was no way you could be seen unless it was by a bird or something. The clearing had crabgrass on the ground even. It was a perfect hideaway. "Jason, this is sweet! I mean, you could play here all day and nobody would ever find you! Totally cool!" "You know what I do, Rollie? When the sun is directly overhead I take off my clothes and try to get an all over tan. It feels really great to be naked just a few feet from the highway and know that nobody can even see you!" "Wow! I guess that would be pretty fun. I've never been naked outside before, except under a towel about an hour and a half ago." "Tell you what, Rollie, if you get naked here, I'll show you how to make your dick go down when it gets hard. I mean, I'll show you how to get an orgasm. Or are you chicken?" I squirmed a little. Christ, Jason was really bold! But he was my best friend now, and I couldn't go back on a dare. I pulled my shirt off. "OK, I'll get naked if you do too! And you have to kiss it again, or are you chicken?" This time Jason smiled and the dimples popped into his cheeks like magic. "It's a deal, Rollie. I'll kiss it for sure!" Then he took off his shirt and as I was lowering my shorts he pulled off his speedo to reveal a very hard dick. Mine was hard as a rock too, all four inches of it. He slid his speedos off the rest of the way and we stood there just staring at each other and the world went quiet. Actually, we were staring at each other's dicks. Mine was four inches and pointing in the sky. It was so hard the red head was beginning to peek out of the foreskin. I think my foreskin must have been really long, cause it almost never did that. I always had to slide the skin back to see the head at all. Jason's was a half inch longer than mine and a little thicker, and his head was lamost half showing. It was a little darker than mine, and it was shiny. It even looked a little wet. It looked pretty and it was pointing right at me. Not completely to the sky, but right up into my face. "Now what, Jason? I mean, we could take our sandals off too, I guess." I wanted him to do something. The tension was making me edgy and impatient. "Tell you what, Rollie, I'll show you how to do it, and then you'll practice on my, and then I'll kiss your dick and show you your own orgasm, OK?" He moved his hand to his dick and moved the skin up and down. "You see what I'm doing Rollie? Jerking off is when you move the skin back and forth like this. You start slow and soon you go faster. And the good feeling gets better and better and it's almost like you explode. Come here. You can try it." "I can try it here, Jason!" "No, I want you to try it on me so I can tell you if you're doing it right. Then I'll do yours. But I'll kiss it too, like I promised. Come on." I walked over, and reached my hand out and grabbed Jason's dick from his hand. It was really hot. "No, Rollie, stand over hear beside and a little behind me. That way it will feel like you're doing your own." I was getting impatient, but I took my hand off his dick and pressed to his right side. At least his butt cheek felt good against my own dick. Then I reached around and grabbed his dick with my whole fist and pulled the skin back slowly until the whole angry purple head popped out and practically lit up the clearing. Jason shuddered next to me, so I wrapped my other arm around him. "That feels great, Rollie, especially the hug too. Keep doing it, but you don't have to use your whole hand if you don't want. You can experiment. Also, remember that as you go along you'll want to grab it firmer and firmer and start sliding it faster and faster. You'll be able to tell by how I react." "OK, Jase, just let me do it!" I really wanted to. I guess I couldn't have imagined doing this in my dreams, but the dick was hot in my hand and it was a little wet on the end. "Hey, Jason, did you just pee or something?" I continued slowly moving his skin back and forth, and I stared down and his dick from his shoulder. It was almost mesmerizing. It was like watching a machine, like it wasn't really my arm or something, but then I changed my grip a little so only my thumb and a couple fingers were touching it. Now I could see more of it. It was so hard, yet the skin slipped up and down really easy. "Uh, it's not pee, Rollie. It's called pre-cum. I shoot stuff when it feels real good. The orgasm. Keep going." Jason was panting between every word. It was like he was running a race or climbing a big hill or something. I was even more curious because of the pre cum and because Jason was panting so hard. "What's the pre stuff like, Jase?" "Feel it" He was panting even harder as I pulled on the skin faster. "It's slippery." I tried to keep my hand moving, but my rhythm was a little upset and I took my index finger and rubbed the head of his dick as I kept pulling. I rubbed the slick stuff around and then put my finger back to the business of jerking on his dick. Jason started moaning, and his dick was swelling in my hand. I moved faster, and I gripped it harder. Jason turned his head. He was breathing real hard and I could feel it in my hair. Then he bent his head and kissed me on the ear. I sped my hand even faster on my dick, and I started to pant too. My dick was rubbing on his side. "It's close. Almost, Rollie!" I wrapped it in my whole fist again and pressed hard and each time the top of my fist slid across the head of his dick. Everything was getting slippery, and it was getting hard to keep holding it. I did, though, and Jason sucked the top of my ear between his lips and shuddered. Just then thin streams of clear liquid came out of the piss hole of his dick. Jason pumped his hips and the stuff hit the ground and some of it spilled on my hand. "Slow down now, it's over." Jason released my ear and the stuff stopped coming out. It was amazing. I slowed my hand and then stopped. Jason's dick was already getting soft. I took my hand off of him and brought it up to my face and sniffed at the stuff. "That's wild, Jason. This stuff is really slick. My hand almost fell off. Did I do it good?" The whole experience was overwhelming. I definitely wanted to do it again. And doing it outdoors somehow made it lots better. "Let me catch my breath a little, Rollie." He hugged me a little and turned toward me. His dick was drooping now, and he smeared some of the stuff on my hard dick as he embraced me. "Jase, you're smearing the stuff all over my dick, you know! And I think you're going to be kissing it in a minute, remember?" I was still holding my hand out that was streaked with his stuff. Jason let go of me and grabbed my hand and looked at it. "The stuff is called 'come' Rollie, and it's not poisonous or anything, see?" At that he licked one streak of come off my hand. "Eww! That's gross!" Actually, it felt kinda neat to have him lick my hand, and my dick got even harder, if that was possible. "It's not gross, Rollie. I mean, how would you know? You haven't tried it. And you didn't thin making me do it was gross. I mean, it was pretty clear you enjoyed in. You were poking me with this thing the whole time!" I guess he was right. So I put two fingers to my lips and sucked the stuff off. Then I looked up and Jason was grinning at me and the dimples were back. "I guess it's not so bad. It's just that it feels dirty because that's where your pee comes from." "Rollie, I think if you make your best friend feel as good as you just did, there's nothing about it that's dirty. Besides, I heard in science class that pee is clean and sterile. Astronauts in training go into the desert, and when they run out of water they drink their own pee." Jason was talking a lot, but he was staring at my dick the whole time. And he licked his lips. "It's your turn now, Rollie. Do you want to do it standing up, or laying down?" "Well, I'll do it like you. Are you going to kiss it?" "Definitely!" Jason got down on his knees in front of me and then smiled and looked up into my eyes. "Remember, Rollie. This might be a secret spot, but people are walking by on the sidewalk once in a while. It's scary the first time a little, but let it happen. Believe me, you'll love it. But don't scream! You were so good I almost screamed! If you need to, you can hold my head for balance. You ready?" "OK! Are you going to kiss it first, or after?" "Watch and see!" With that Jason put one hand on my dick and pulled the skin back until the head of it popped out beyond the foreskin. It was a little tight, but it felt real good. He wrapped his other hand around my balls, then he got real close, and started stroking my dick slowly. All the way down so the head shone red in the shadows we were in, then all the way on so the head was completely covered with skin. I rolled my eyes and looked up and just concentrated on how good it felt, and then I felt something different. Warm and wet. I looked down quickly and saw that Jason had put the head of my dick in his mouth and it felt like he was running his tongue around it. I wanted to say something, I was so surprised, but the words wouldn't come out! I was already panting as hard as Jason was. And I was starting to make noise too. Jason took more of my dick in his mouth, then he stopped the tongue thing and took it all in. It was like I was watching a movie or something. I mean, there was so much pleasure in my dick that I couldn't believe it came from such a simple thing. I heard something, and for a moment I was scared, then I realized it was me moaning. I couldn't believe it! It was like I was out of my body and the moaning was someone else. I remembered Jason's warning, and clamped one hand over my mouth, bracing the other on his head. But his head was moving a lot. God, just five minutes ago I was moving the skin on Jason's dick and he was going crazy. But I was doing it with my fingers. Jason had his lips clamped down and was moving the skin on my dick up and down with them. It was totally awesome, and I didn't know whether I was going to die or I was going to float to heaven. But I kept my hand over my mouth, and my dick felt like it was going to explode. All of a sudden the feelings got a lot better, more intense, like a storm over the desert or something! I saw that when we lived at Edwards. The clouds would come in and they were purple and dark and even green sometimes, and then the exploded and it was like the Fourth of July. I looked down and Jason's lips were on me, but his dimples were there too! I thought how much I loved the dimples, and I felt his lips, and the slimey motion on my dick and how much the head of my dick tickled and I brought both hands down and I grabbed his hair. I wasn't in control anymore. I moved my hips and I rammed my dick in his mouth and I bit my upper lip to keep from screaming. I pushed it in like five or seven times, and it pulsed and throbbed and then it was over, and I wanted to fall! I pushed it into Jason's mouth a couple more times, then it got really sensitive, and I yanked it out really quick! And I fell over on the ground and the crab grass scratched my but. But I just laid there for a minute. A minute or two later I opened my eyes and Jason was almost on top of me. His face was over me, and he bent down and kissed me on the lips. "Did you like it, Rollie?" I didn't say anything for a minute. I just wrapped my arms around Jason and squeezed him to me. His weight on me almost knocked the breath out of me, but I didn't care. I was in love. We rolled around a bit, and then Jason kissed me on the ear and whispered to me. "Rollie, we have to get dressed and go home now. Come on. Let's get up." "OK, Jason. But kiss me first. That was the best thing I ever had in my whole life. I wanna do you the same way." I reached down and his dick was still soft. "I guess I hafta wait until some other time, huh?" Jason put his lips to mine and then he opened his moth and licked my lips, and I snaked out my tongue and licked his tongue back. I wanted to do it a lot more, but he pulled up off me and pointed his finger at me a lot like my Mom when she's mad. "Mister Roland, we have to go home! Put your shorts on!" Jason stood up and helped me up, then he pulled on his T-Shirt. "Remember, Rollie, we never want to get our parents mad, or they won't let you stay over at my place next weekend. And then I won't get to suck your dick again, right?" I hurried up and stepped into my swimming suit, then pulled my shirt over my head. "Jason, I want to spend the night next weekend. Are you serious? Will your Mom and Dad let me come over?" "Calm down Rollie! Of course they will. I'll just tell them I have a new best friend. They love me to have friends. And I'm not going to hear an argument from you! You're coming on Friday night next week!" He slipped on his speedos, and then he picked up his bag. "Jason, can't we see each other tomorrow?" "Nah, I'm going with my church choir tomorrow and we're performing at Disney. We won't be home until 7:30 or so. Otherwise, I'd love to come back here and have lots more fun!" Jason reached his arm around me and hugged me when he said it. "Well, are you going to call me later?" We walked towards the wooden sidealk and crawled under the rail and started walking out. "I don't have your number, silly! How can I call you?" We strolled out hand in hand, and I squeezed his the whole time. "Well, my Dad's name is Roland too, Jason, and our last name is Eckersley, like the old baseball pitcher. My Dad says he's a cousin of his." I spelled it for him. "Are you going to remember? I mean, I'm sure the directory assistance has the listing. I can't wait a whole week, Jason." "Rollie, I'll call. I want to see you lots too. Hold on a second." We stopped just before the sidewalk met the main beach ones, before we ran into lots of people. "Rollie, I think we are going to be more than best friends. Be serious for a minute. I think I love you. I mean more than friends." I wobbled a little. I never thought about falling in love before. I mean, even when I sneaked my Dad's Playboys three days ago. But I felt warm inside. "Jason, I love you too." My voice was squeaking. "That's why I want you to call, and that's why I want to see you! And I want to do to you what you just did to me. I mean, it was totally awesome, and I want to make you feel that way. "Rollie, I'll love you doing that! But only if I can to you again. Now, let's kiss before we get out of here." The Jason leaned in and kissed me on the lips, but this time he stuck his tongue in my mouth and I instantly wrapped it with mine. We did that for a full minute, sliding tongues against each other, and my dick got hard again. I broke it and whispered in his ear. "Jason, if we don't stop this I' going to drag you back to the secret spot. I'm getting a boner again. So I think we have to go!" Jason wrapped me in his arms and giggled, then I giggled and we almost stumbled and fell. When we calmed down, Jason took my hand and we walked out and down the drive. We didn't say a word until we were under the "I Dream of Jeannie" sign. He then grabbed my other hand and held me at arm's length. "Rollie Eckersley? I'm going to call you tonight. My Dad's name is Roger Woodson. Your job is to make sure to get our number from directory assistance first thing when you're home. And if I don't call you by 9:00, then you call me. Is that a deal?" "It's a deal, Jason Woodson. I want to see you some night this week though. Maybe I could come over some night to swim or something?" "That sounds good, Rollie, and then we could try out the sauna!" He giggled and got that big smile with the dimples. "Jason, did you know that you have really cute dimples?" I blushed a lot. I don't think I ever told anybody that they looked cute or beautiful before. Well, I told my Mom that she was the prettiest girl in the world up until two years ago. I guess all boys did that. But a real person? Telling them they were pretty or cute? I felt a little foolish, but I also felt like Jason deserved it. Jason just got bigger dimples as he smiled. "Rollie, don't make me do you here too, OK? I'll call you tonight and we'll make a date to go swimming this week at the condo. Now you get on home. We can't really kiss here, but think about this. I think whenever we meet we ought to try to meet under this sign. I mean, I thought it was a little silly earlier when you said you wished to a pretend genie to get a best friend, but I think I believe it now. Whenever I see this sign I'm sure to get a boner. No doubt! So when you come over to swim this week, I'll come out and meet you here. Is it a deal?" Jason's little speech was so beautiful that I got tears in my eyes. He'd put out his hand, and I was going to shake it, but instead I grabbed it and pulled it to my mouth and stuck his middle finger in and sucked on it. "Remember that for a couple days, Jason!" I turned around and ran down the block to the street light giggling hard. I figured I gave him something to get a boner about. That night Jason called and we talked for twenty minutes until my Mom made me get off the phone. Then when I went to bed I played with my dick and gave myself a big orgasm. It was good, because I was thinking of Jason and his beautiful dick and his pretty eyes and his great butt. When I finished I closed my eyes and slept more soundly than ever in my whole life. I was in love.